Grace and I were on our way home after I'd picked her up from work. We always take the "scenic route" when we are heading to or from her work, along what is known as "the boulevard". It is one of the most beautiful sights in the valley, a narrow street, passing the Logan LDS Temple, an incredible view of the south end of the valley and some of the most beautiful homes in the valley. There are usually joggers, moms walking babies, couples holding hands, down this beautiful sidewalk. It really is one of the prettiest places in Cache Valley!
SO. Grace and I were driving along the boulevard, towards home. I was on the phone visiting with Doug's mom. Grace's head was buried in a book, as usual. I looked ahead and saw an old pick-up pull into my lane of traffic and stop. The man in the pick-up was talking to two little boys who were on bikes, with helmets, tall flags on their bikes, obviously the children of some cautious parents. As I got nearer, the man didn't pull back into his lane. He continued to talk to the boys, so I drove into the oncoming lane and passed him. I drove to the end of the block, where there is a three way stop/intersection. I drove through the intersection, slowly, watching the boys on the bike. The man finally pulled away, slowly, did a U-turn and stopped in one of the other streets of the three-way. Then, he turned on the side street and stopped too.
It made me nervous. Why was this man stopping now? What was he pulling over for? So, I did a U-turn and went back to the boys, who were just in front of the temple now. I slowed down and said, "Are you boys okay?" "Yes." I asked, "Did you know that man?" The older of the two boys, probably about nine years old, said, "Yeh, he's our dad." I said, "Okay, good! I just wanted to make sure that you were safe." He said, "Thanks!" and I pulled up into the temple intersection, did another U-turn, and headed back toward home.
In the meantime, the pick-up was heading back my way. Our eyes met from the distance, so I rolled my window back down and said, "I was just checking on your boys to make sure they were okay, when I'd seen you stop and talk with them." The man's cross expression softened, he smiled and said, "And I was coming back to see why you were talking to them." We both laughed and at the same time, we said, "Better safe than sorry!" He said, "Thanks" and I pulled away...laughing...hard!
It made me laugh all afternoon, but, it also is sad that we do have to live in a world where we have to watch out for each other's kids in such a way. It takes a village, right?
All three kids are back to work and feeling better! Happiness! Today, we got to take Zaylee to the county fair. The girls had a blast!! Happiness! Liza and Aylabelle arrived back home safe and sound to an almost completely packed home, thanks to her amazing husband! Happiness!!! Life is good!